My life from now on will be full of short cuts. Tomorrow morning I will say goodbye car and a guy from the garage will be picking it up. I will also be returning my driving licence tomorrow. The time has come for me to stop driving a car.
From now on it will be mainly wheelchair, perhaps walker to hold on to, train or bus, and I will become the champion of short cuts. I did my first experiment today. Five minutes by wheelchair to the next supermarket, about 45 minutes finding where everything is in the store, paying for the goods, packing them in a bag and handing it to the desk. The desk organises my shopping and advises a group called Collectors to pick it up. I even managed to include a pack of six 1-1/2 liter bottles of Pepsi. The lady in the store carried them to the cash desk for me and all I had to do was pay. The rest was all taken care of.
Afterwards I wheeled on home and discovered that the whole shopping experience took half an hour less than usual. Afterwards I settled on the porch with my computer and half an hour later the doorbell rang. The guy with my shopping had arrived already. He even carried it to the door for me. What could be better?
Perhaps I am lucky to live in an area that is so well connected, but I am loving it. I even had time for a couple of photos on the way home. With time when I get the new routine, I will become an expert and it will certainly only take half an hour for shopping. Tomorrow I do not have to go anywhere as I managed to buy enough today for two days as always, but I will probably go into town to have a look around and try out the supermarket in town, which is a little bigger. I am really becoming an adventurous Golden Oldie and I am loving it.